Thriller

Thriller, 5m 58sec

Thriller

Lyrics

Michael Jackson

It's close to midnight and something evil's lurkingIn the darkUnder the moonlight you see a sight that almost stopsYour heartYou try to scream, but terror takes the sound beforeYou make itYou start to freeze as horror looks you right betweenThe eyesYou're paralyzed

'Cause this is thriller, thriller nightAnd no one's gonna save you from the beast about toStrikeYou know it's thriller, thriller nightYou're fighting for your life inside a killerThriller tonight

You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhereLeft to runYou feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever seeThe sunYou close your eyes and hope that this is justImaginationBut all the while you hear the creature creepin' upBehindYou're out of time

'Cause this is thriller, thriller nightThere ain't no second chance against the thing withForty eyesYou know it's thriller, thriller nightYou're fighting for your life inside a killerThriller tonight

Night creatures callAnd the dead start to walk in their masqueradeThere's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time(They're open wide)This is the end of your life

They're out to get you; there's demons closing in onEvery sideThey will possess you unless you change the number onYour dialNow is the time for you and I to cuddle closeTogetherAll through the night I'll save you from the terrors onThe screenI'll make you see

That it's a thriller, thriller night'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost Would ever dare tryGirl, this is thriller, thriller nightSo let me hold you tight and share a killer, dillerChillerThriller here tonight

That it's a thriller, thriller night'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost Would ever dare tryGirl, this is thriller, thriller nightSo let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller

Darkness falls across the landThe midnight hour is close at handCreatures crawl in search of bloodTo terrorize y'awl's neighborhoodAnd whosoever shall be foundWithout the soul for getting downMust stand and face the hounds of hellAnd rot inside a corpse's shell

The foulest stench is in the airThe funk of forty thousand yearsAnd grizzly ghouls from every tombAre closing in to seal your doomAnd though you fight to stay aliveYour body starts to shiverFor no mere mortal can resistThe evil of the thriller

Written by TEMPERTON, RODNEY LYNNPublished by Universal Music Publishing Group